To quote the truly great: "I know you can be overwhelmed, and I know you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?" I think you can. That is what I am today. Last night I transferred my second kid to the PICU in the last 2.5 weeks. Yes, that is much much higher than average. I am not sure if this is a personal problem, or just really bad luck. But, whatever the reason, at least I am getting better at the procedure. And last night, everyone was really good about it and I didn't have to fight the doctors to get my kid to PICU (normally it is somewhat of a fight, especially at times like this when the hospital is full full full). Anyways, I am tired. I didn't get enough sleep yesterday, and had a crazy night, and didn't sleep long today. So, I am whelmed. Another reason for this state of being: waiting for NCLEX results. Could be today. Could be tomorrow. Could be the next day (which means I won't know until Saturday because I am going camping.) This test will hugely impact my future. Especially the next 45 days. So, wish me luck. Have all the good vibes possible. And, also, send some good vibes my way so that my kids will be okay tonight and we won't have any crazyness. It makes me tired. (Oh, and 10 points if you know what the quote is from.)
And, one other thing, be careful when you sleep. Somehow yesterday while I was sleeping I actually tried to get up, slipped and slammed my head into my dresser. It hurt like crazy. I just put my head down on my pillow and wanted to cry. Kinda think I might start wearing a helmet when I sleep.
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I am sending waaaaaay good happy NCLEX and happy kids and painless head vibes. I think the helmet thing would be a good idea... mostly so I can get pictures and show them to your kids in 15 years. HA! I never pass up an opportunity to blackmail somebody.
The quote is from "10 Things I Hate About You." And the answer is "I think you can in Europe." Yes, I know my teeny movies. I pride myself on that.
Yes! A helmet! One time I woke up and I was literally banging my head against the wall in my sleep. But, OUCH, hitting your head on the dresser sounds way worse. I feel for you... but I'm also laughing at you because picturing it happening is just too hilarious.
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